The road to 'Far From Over' has been a long one that started in February and will come to a head this Sunday night. My career is on the line in a match that I created and engineered to suit me and lust for vengeance on Ryan Payne for the three months of countless beating's that I received at not just his hands but his 'Golden Age' teammates as well. I have been promising revenge on him for the numerous punts to the head that he's given me, which could also be the reason for the level one concussion I have. It's causing me to see things that aren't there, I've also been very delirious as of late. Ryan would think that's why my confidence has risen but, the truth is that I've gotten something back throughout this whole thing that I never dreamed I could get back. You see, unlike Ryan Payne who chooses to believe that power lies in someone's win and loss record when in fact it does not. My power doesn't come from how many matches I've won or lost it comes from the animosity from within my body, it's called emotion and it's something that Ryan should look up so that he doesn't confuse where one draws power from.
An interesting turn of events came about this week as the official card for 'Far From Over' was finalized. It seems that Shawn Clarke has been added to the match as a special guest referee. No love lost between myself and Clarke however the same could also be said for Shawn's relationship(or lack there of) with Ryan as well. I'm not going to lie, adding Shawn to the mix does make this match a whole lot more interesting. One can only think about what Ryan Payne is thinking of this situation as he himself must have found out by now. The lingering question for the match is going to be simple, will Shawn Clarke finally join 'The Golden Age' and help Ryan Payne secure his Undisputed Championship and thus ending my career or will he do the un-thinkable and actually call the match right down the middle? I guess for the answer we're going to have to hear from the man himself. One thing is for sure, I will definitely be sitting in my locker room on Sunday night watching everything unfold and waiting for the second when Shawn answers the question in the back of everyone's mind. What will he do?Enough of that though, let's get into what is going on right now.
I'm walking down the beach in Hollywood, California just watching the water crash on the rocks with the sun in the distance shining so bright. It's kind of a metaphor for what will be happening this Sunday night. As I walk along the beach the WGEF camera crew is following me hoping to get what they think could possibly be my last ever interview for WGEF but, i'll be the first to let them know otherwise, this Sunday night will be the beginning of a new WGEF. A WGEF without Ryan Payne, He thinks his tolerance for pain is what's going to allow him to defeat me and my career but, something he doesn't know is that my level of violence is infinite and will be the one thing that over takes his high tolerance for what he thinks pain is. As the camera crew is continuing to follow me I stop and turn to them. I ask them if they'd like an exclusive to which the lead replies that they would love nothing more. The camera begins rolling as I look to the sun.
::-SP3@R-::- The sun used to be looked at in god like wonder by many civilizations. Not anymore though, the sun has power, power to make things grow and age. It also has the power to give people cancer.
I turn around and face the camera.
::-SP3@R-::- That is exactly what Ryan Payne is. A cancer that will eat away at someone until they have nothing left to give and once he's taken over his victim so that they die in a painful way, he simply picks up shop and moves on to the next innocent victim. I'm not innocent though, as you continue to point out to everyone. The newest addition to this match this weekend comes in the form of a variable that was completely un-seen by not just me but you, Ryan, as well. It's not going to change anything though, I could care less about Shawn being added as the guest ref for 'Far From Over' it's just not something that is going to keep me from walking into this match and kicking your ass all over 'Satan's Playground' and to top it all off, i'll be kicking your ass all over your own hometown.
I tilt my head back and smell the air around me.
::-SP3@R-::- Hmm, that is a wonderful smell. It's the single greatest smell in the entire world and do you know what that is? It's called Victory and it's something that's going to set me free from all the stupid pointless crap you continue to say to me.
I bring myself back to continue.
::-SP3@R-::- Things like continuing to point out that my win's and losses like they some how matter to this match, you just seem to think that by somehow making light of my short comings that it some how gets underneath my skin. It doesn't and that's something you need to realize before this Sunday night, nothing you do can ever get underneath my skin. This weekend will be the single greatest night of my life because it's going to be the night that i'm known to everyone as the brand new Undisputed Champion of WGEF and you may get your re-match with me but I can tell you this, you will never get to tell me when the end of my career will be. Only I will decide when that time is, I've sat back and watched as you done everything for the past month. Forming 'The Golden Age' and attacking me to giving me the level one concussion that I have right now. To this upcoming Sunday night i'm going to fix every single mistake I've ever made since I got here, it's so close to me that i'm within an arm's length away from that goal. See I've finally got people believing in me. That's something that has never happened to me in my entire career, no one has ever believed in me with the only exception being my wife I've got to say that it feels really good to finally have believe in you. I'm on top of the world right now, I've been running around the internet for the past week and I've seen things like people arguing in thread about who is going to win this match. Some go your way and some go my way but, the majority of people are starting to see you for what you are Ryan and that is a fraud.
I look at my watch and hold it up to the camera.
::-SP3@R-::- This watch is a symbol of the remaining time you've got left as Champion of the company and my time is beginning. The final outcome of 'Satan's Playground', is going to be me standing over your dying body with my new prize in hand just looking down at you and finally thinking to myself that everything I've wanted has finally happened.
The sun shines brightly behind me as I look into the camera once again.
::-SP3@R-::- The end of 'Far From Over' will be the dawning of a new era. I've said it before, but it's upon us now and I can feel getting that much closer every time I talk about it. I'll see you Sunday Payne.
As the camera crew cuts the feed and sends what was shot to the video truck to be distributed on to the web. I replace my sunglasses and and make my way over to my beautiful wife who is holding my now eleven month old son and waiting for us to take him to play in the sand and water. I send the camera crew away so that I have time to be with my wife and son before I head to Chicago for 'Far From Over'.
A couple of hours pass...
We've now made our way to a restaurant and are sitting down to eat at a wonderful place. We've had our order taken and are in the middle of a conversation and this is where it picks up.
Josh: You know, this Sunday night is going to be a very good night for us.
My wife sips her wine before answering me.
Monica: I know that whatever the outcome of this match on Sunday night is that we're going to get through what ever happens. Win or lose.
I take a drink from my beer and set it back down.
Josh: Well I would plan on a HUGE celebration because i'm coming home with that Championship belt and Ryan Payne will not be able to stop the massacre that's going to take place and neither will his bitch of a girlfriend or any of those assholes he's got in that piece of shit stable. I finish it this weekend.
She holds up her glass to me.
Monica: To the next Undisputed Champion, my husband.
I tap her glass with mine and we both drink.
Josh: Also to the death of my greatest nemesis, Ryan Payne.
I swallow the last drops of my beer and out at the dark sky and the water as it hits the shore.
Josh: May you rest in hell because that is the only place that you belong.
With that our food comes and we begin to eat. All the while I can't help but think about winning that Undisputed Championship and continuing my career just to spite the man i'm facing on Sunday night. He is just that, a man, nothing more and everything less of what a man should be. The mere fact this supposed 'man' has children is ridiculous, how could he be like every other family or more recently The McMahon Family of World Wrestling Entertainment.
A son can beat and destroy his father while his mother watches from a far and merely begs for him to stop but, that can't happen because the one thing he is consumed with is beating a man that he knows has beaten him already. The headlines on the paper I pick up Saturday morning will read 'Ryan Payne, Hometown Hero Brutally Beats Father' and i'll look at it and shake my head but, a smile will appear upon my face because I know the truth about why this brutal beating has happened, the son slays the father. Not quite Kain and Abel but it's close enough, he wants to get under my skin but the truth of the matter is that i'm under his and there is nothing he can do to wash that away.
His broken hand will be exploited and the damage it receives as it goes un-treated is doing more harm to him then he thinks, can Ryan Payne do what he's said he's going to do all along? Or can I rise up and stab him in the heart becoming the true savior of not only WGEF but the world as well? The answers that I seek will be revealed this Sunday night and that for 'The Golden Age' I pray to set them free when I kill their leader and take the Undisputed Championship.
Goodnight.